March 3rd – Rugby Days and Accidents

1999;  Mum went up to shower but soon came down again when she heard me saying ‘ow, ow, ow‘.  I put on a good display rubbing my knee and hobbling as I’d knocked it on the stair gate, it got a kiss and a rub better. At Edon’s I decided to jump off the settee but I twisted half way and ended up banging my head.  I tried without a nappy today and weed all over Edons carpet.  Whoops!  Training and bladder control varies from place to place you know.  When it came to bath time, I got my stool, pulled it up to the bath and climbed in (I would like to say ‘all by myself’ but mum insisted on supporting me).  After milk we read my Peepo book (which is mum’s favourite) and we had a really good giggle.  In fact I got so distracted that I weed all over mum’s leg.  Mum didn’t seem to laugh at that.  We went upstairs to get changed and somehow I ended up in bed.  Very sneaky mum! 

2019:  Jacks back! My CV and letter has apparently been sent to the caravan sales job and we had a day at a rugby tournament with Zof’s brother and mum came too. Not sure who misses Rugby Sunday most! I so want to get and Lowestoft and Yarmouth are apparently in need of a fullback. Training is Tuesday and Thursday nights and they have a match next Saturday which we will aim to go and watch. I need a job, studs, gum shield and a ton of bubble wrap …..

#rugby #toddlers #growingup #sports #tournaments #accidents #pottytraining #depression #work

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I may do stupid things and make light of them but deep down there’s a reason and I love exploration, even if I cannot fully understand the outcome!

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